"Broken ...... It's broken!?"

"The Heartless Sword Domain was completely defeated!, and Yun Che wasn't even injured at all?"

"It should be because Jun Xixian was seriously injured, and it should be ...... Right?"

Ten miles away, Jun Xi fell to the ground with tears in his eyes, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, before the flames on his body could be extinguished, and before he could stand firmly, the Sky Tribulation Sword had been blasted down in the air.

While!!

The fog and light collided head-on for the first time, and under the explosion of two huge forces, Yun Che was shocked far away, Jun Xitear took a few steps back, and a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, and his face became more and more pale, but before she could have a moment's breath, the Golden Crow Phantom God suddenly fell into the air, and the golden crow flames in the sky fell mercilessly.

Jin Wuyan, who only had half the strength of Yun Che, was no threat to Jun Xixi, but she was seriously injured by Yun Che's sword when she came up, and was injured again in the Heartless Sword Domain, and at the same time, she also suffered the backlash of the domain being broken, and the sword that Yun Che followed completely shattered the wound that she barely suppressed......

The blow of the Golden Crow Phantom God was nothing less than a nightmare for her at this moment.

In the flames of the explosion, Jun Xi snorted with tears, and once again ignited the fire and flew out, smashing far away.

She suppressed the flames on her body, stubbornly trying to stand up, but she could straighten her upper body, and the breath of her whole body was riotous, and several anti-blood spurted out, each with a large number of scarlet blood clots, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be withdrawn with these anti-blood, making her collapse to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

Her eyes went from cold to misty...... She couldn't believe that she had only been fighting Yun Che for such a short time, and she would be hurt to such an extent.

"Alas. Jun Wuming closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

After all, Jun Xi's tears are still underestimated against the enemy...... No, it should be said that her resentment towards Yun Che was too strong, overpowering all other thoughts, so she was used by Yun Che instead.

If she had no resentment towards Yun Che in her heart and did her best, even if Yun Che's strength was far better than three days ago, it would never be the result she is now.

The backlash of the Heartless Sword Domain being broken is not serious, the attack of the Golden Crow Phantom God is not threatening, and she can easily block Yun Che's heavy sword head-on...... However, because of the first heavy blow to the face, everything after that is making the injury worsen, and at this moment, there is almost no possibility of turning over.

In this battle, Jun Xi was defeated in tears, it can indeed be said that she was defeated very unjustly, her sword dao attainments are enough to amaze the entire God Realm, but it can only be difficult to continue after opening a heartless sword domain, for her, this will be a tragic lesson. On the other hand, Yun Che is not only a freak in the Xuan Dao, but the city government is far from being comparable to the king's tears.

Yun Che did not take the opportunity to knock Jun Xi's tears off the Fengshen platform, but dragged the Sky Raiding Sword and walked forward unhurriedly, and the Golden Crow Divine Shadow floated above him, releasing a scorching heat.

Sensing Yun Che's approaching breath, Jun Xixian slowly raised his hand, his eyes were cold and a little loose, and his jade-like teeth were dyed with blood, and he bit them tightly: "Despicable...... Villain ......"

"Despicable?......" Yun Che sneered: "When you maliciously hit Huo Poyun with a sword, making him lose face and lose his dignity, why didn't you think about the word 'despicable'?"

"If you didn't want to repeat your old tricks, let me lose my dignity and lose my shame, how could I end up like this. The result now is nothing but your own fault!"

"You ......"

"Oh yes. Yun Che smiled even colder, and mocked without pity: "Didn't you say 'Jin Wuyan is nothing more than that' at that time?" But now, you are so ugly defeated under my Jin Wuyan, doesn't this mean that your sword path is not even worthy of the words 'but so'!"

He knew Jun Xixi's resentment towards him, and every time he looked at him, he hated to cut him with a thousand knives. If this is the case, then he doesn't need to be polite, and simply offend to the end...... What's more, she hit the fire and broke the clouds first, and despised Jin Wuyan last.

"......" Jun Xi's tears trembled all over his body, and his pale face quickly floated with an abnormal red: "Yun ...... Che ......"

Bite!

If something suddenly shattered, after a light sound, Jun Xi, who was seriously injured, suddenly flew up, and in an instant, the sword intent was all over the sky, Jun Xitear's whole body was stained with blood, and the hatred in his pupils was like a sword that pierced the soul of thousands of cones, and the mist light sword in his hand pointed straight at the sky, emitting a crisp sword groan.

"It's ...... Yan Xing Sword Formation?"

Jun Wuming's eyes moved, and he shouted: "Stop the tears!"

Jun's act of cherishing tears was clearly the starting point of Yan Xing's sword array. It was easy for the usual Jun Xitear to control the Yan Xing Sword Formation, but at this moment, she forcibly urged it, which would only sharply aggravate the injury.

Yun Che, who cherished his tears, had seen with his own eyes that Luo Changsheng was injured under this terrible sword formation.

But it's a pity that the aura of the sword formation that she forcibly urged in this state made him not even feel a trace of threat at all, and he sneered directly, and the flame of the Heaven Destroying Sword skyrocketed, and a "golden extinction" swept down.

Bang!!

Before the sword array was formed, it was slashed by the Yan Sword, and under the backlash, Jun Xi's tears shook violently all over his body, and the Xuan Qi and sword momentum that had just condensed were frantically dispersed, and Yun Che's sword momentum turned, and a huge force of catastrophe hit Jun Xi's body without pity.

Rumble!!

With a painful groan, Jun Xi's tears fell upside down from the air and smashed to the ground, and the mist light sword took off his hand, drawing a pale arc in the space, and flew straight away.

The "ding" sound when landing seemed to sound in everyone's souls.

The sword of tears...... Get rid of it.

For the Sword Monarch lineage, the sword is as important as life...... No, it is an existence that is more important than life, and since he is the sword king, he will be accompanied by the sword all his life, and the sword is his life, dignity, and faith.

The sword being knocked out of his hand was the biggest frustration and humiliation for the Sword Lord.

Even if Jun Xixian fought with Luo Changsheng and fought until he was seriously injured and exhausted, the fog light sword never got out of his hands.

After all, Yun Che's time in the God Realm was very short, and he didn't know this, but the moment the misty light sword fell to the ground, the quiet and strange aura of the spectator seat, and the pupils that lost color in the moment of Jun Xi's tears, made him vaguely understand something.

However, of course, he didn't take it to heart, turned around coldly, and said nonchalantly: "Surrender and admit defeat by yourself." Or, you can stun yourself so you might be able to lose better. ”

"Oh yes, there is a sentence, my master taught you personally last time, but it is clear that you didn't learn, I don't mind teaching you again. ”

"Those who insult others will be humiliated forever!"

Jun cherishes tears: "......"

Yun Che turned his back to her, and issued a cold warning in his mouth: "Don't think that you have been wronged, whether you were in the Yinxue Realm or now, everything is your own fault! You'd better not provoke me again in the future, otherwise...... Even if you're a woman, I'm not going to show mercy, I'm just going to make you look worse than you are today!"

After speaking, Yun Che walked away without looking back.

Burst......

Behind him, there was the sound of vomiting blood. But this time, it was not the attack of Jun Xi's tears, but the reversal of the blood flow under the anger attacking the heart.

Jun Xi's tearful face was sometimes pale, sometimes red, his whole body trembled, the corners of his lips were dripping with blood, his jade teeth were clenched, shame, anger, resentment, and killing intent were ...... Like the most terrible nightmare in the world, it moved in every corner of her body and soul.

She is the descendant of the Sword Monarch, what a glorious and noble identity, even if she is the king of the astral realm, she has to grovel in front of her, and she will never dare to be disrespectful. Her talent and strength are also completely worthy of this identity, ranking among the "Four Divine Sons" who are known to everyone in the Eastern God Domain, and the younger generation outside the entire Eastern God Domain King Realm, only Luo Changsheng alone can defeat her.

She firmly believed that she could replace Shizun and become the Sword Monarch of the Eastern God Domain in the future, and no one in the world doubted this.

In this battle of the gods, she truly showed her strength and amazed the entire Eastern God Domain.

But in this battle, all her dignity was shattered clean by Yun Che in front of everyone, and what covered her whole body was not bloodstains, but humiliation that could never be washed away.

Yinxue Realm, it was he who made her suffer the greatest humiliation in this life.

She can lose.

But how can you defeat him...... How can you lose so badly!

"Alas," Shui Qianheng looked regretful: "Yun Che's strength has skyrocketed, and it has reached the level of Jun Xi's tears, this battle should have been wonderful, maybe it will be better than the battle between Yun Che and Lu Lengchuan, but I didn't expect it...... It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Shui Yingyue frowned and said: "Jun Xixian is an extremely arrogant and dignified person, but in this battle, she has lost a lot without even exerting a full part of her strength, which can be described as disgrace...... Moreover, Yun Che also seemed to be deliberately humiliating Jun Xixi's tears. There should be some kind of grudge between them. ”

Shui Qianheng pondered for a moment and said, "This Sword Monarch heir is still too young after all. Yingyue, in this way, your next opponent is Yun Che, this kid...... It could be a tough battle. ”

Shui Yingyue nodded slightly: "Father, rest assured, Jun cherishing tears is a lesson from the past, three days later, I will never have the slightest carelessness and reservation!"

"Hmm. Shui Qianheng shook her head, suddenly frowned, turned her eyes to Jun Xi's tears, and whispered, "What is she going to do?"

"Cloud ...... Clear............ Stand...... Stay!!"

Behind Yun Che, there was a trilling voice of Jun Xi's tears and blood, and the words were resentful.

Yun Che stopped, turned his body slowly, and met Jun Xi's tearful eyes, the hatred in it was as strong as the endless abyss that wanted to devour him, perhaps, all the resentment in her life added up, and it was not as good as a moment at this moment.

But for Yun Che, he had already seen too many similar looks, and he was not moved at all, and said indifferently: "What, do you want to continue to fight with me?

"......" Jun Xixi's chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes showed a terrible darkness, she slowly straightened her upper body, and little by little, it was extremely difficult to stand up.

"I ...... How...... Yes...... Lost...... You ......"

"Heh!" Yun Che sneered, and was about to taunt when he suddenly frowned.

In the sight, Jun Xi's tears were like an abyss, and his arm was slowly raised, stretching out to his back...... Reaching out to the ancient sword that she had always carried on her back whenever and wherever she was, even in the battle of the gods, her blood-stained palm grasped the bronze hilt.

Her move made everyone stunned, and the faces of those Star Realm powerhouses who knew what that ancient sword was all changed slightly.

On the edge of the spectator seat, Jun Wuming, who was quite calm even after Jun Xi's tearful defeat, changed his face suddenly at this time, and shouted like thunder: "Stop the tears!!"

Jun Wu's nameless roar was so terrifying, and the powerful people who were shocked almost wanted to vomit blood. Jun Xi's tears shook violently, but her hand was still on the hilt of the sword and did not let go.

Yun Che's face sank little by little, and a strong uneasiness was impacting his soul.

"Tears, don't you want to die!" Jun Nameless figure swept to the edge of the Fengshen Platform, his face was extremely solemn: "Don't use the Nameless Sword...... This is the master's order!"

The countless mystics of the Eastern God Domain were all shocked, and they could hardly believe that the dignified Sword Monarch would react so violently. And the Venerable Dispel Filth had already stood in front of Jun Wuming like a conditioned reflex, lest he suddenly intervene...... Even though he is the Sword King.

"......" Jun Xi's chest rose and fell more and more violently, but her eyes were still like an abyss, she stared at Yun Che, blood beads dripped from her lips, and she read word by word:

"Division...... Life...... No...... Can...... ...... violation"

"Sword Monarch...... Also...... No...... Can...... Humiliation!!"

Qiang!!

Jun Xi's tearful arm waved down, and with a heavy roar, "nameless" came out of the sheath.

An incomparable sword power is silently coming.

Under the power of this sword, Yun Che was swept by a hurricane, with a muffled sound, he retreated dozens of steps in a row, his internal organs were like covering thousands of pounds, and his heart was even more shocked.

It's just the sword power of the moment when it is unsheathed!

Zheng ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In Yun Che's ears, in every direction, there was a chaotic clanging sound.

In the spectator seat, countless swords trembled and hummed. And can be carried by the mystics who are here, none of these swords are ordinary, but the moment the "nameless" is unsheathed, they are like civilians who suddenly see the emperor coming, and they emit a hum of awe and submission. (https:)

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